| You got speed, turn it on What I need to mow my lawn
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| Youre my steed I ride til dawn
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| And the main vein bleeds til my strength is gone
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| Im in the saddle, Im in the race
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| I try not to ratle but you set the pace
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| When I start to struggle to share your space
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| You stop and then you
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| Stick it in my face
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| Stick it in my face
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| You stick it Yer fast, and I like it Yer fast, and I like it It cant last, but I like it I like it I like it I like it Now stop
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| I need time to catch my breath
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| I behind but I aint done yet
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| Too inclined to stop and rest
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| Lest my racing mind beat my heart to death
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| I aint a yokel but lawd I swear
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| This aint the local, its express somewhere
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| When the flat on my cycle aint got no spare
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| You stop and then you
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| Put your finger there
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| Put your finger there
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| You put it Yer fast, and I like it Yer fast, and I like it It cant last, but I like it I like it I like it I like it I like it Freeze frame, stop the press
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| Its insane to go on like this
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| Forgot my name, gorgot to piss
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| Am I plain inane or a slave to bliss?
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| Space was bending to bring you near
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| Thought I was trascending but now I fear
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| It looks like the ending of my fine career
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| But you stop and then you
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| Kiss me over here kiss me over here
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| You kiss me then you kiss me over here
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| Kiss me on the… you know! |